Prairie Johnson

Joined January 2022

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Bio

If we are going to transform the world, we must begin with ourselves. I write what is inside of me so that you might find what is inside of you.

Achievements (4)

Stories (16/0)

First Place in Abecedarian Challenge
¿Cómo se siente?First Place in Abecedarian Challenge
Amen, says the Christian, a good man, my father, Before his bastard Child was born, wedlock wrapped around my waist like a
By Prairie Johnson3 months ago in Poets
America's Human
I want to make the world proud of me. I want to succeed. I want to paint the world with my own colors, my own stripes. I want to tangibly sculpt this life with my own hands, with fervor, with… might.
By Prairie Johnson4 months ago in Poets
Runner-Up in Identity Challenge
Dear PeopleRunner-Up in Identity Challenge
Dear people that I forget are people, I want to trust you. Dear humans that taste sunlight like lime juice, like earth, like my own limbs do,
By Prairie Johnson4 months ago in Poets
Normal
I know normal like windowpanes now steam. As in, my dreams will cleanse the world, and we will one day breathe clean air. The reconning
By Prairie Johnson4 months ago in Poets
The Dream
You look so elegant with your long nails, the ends a creamy, dreamy statement of infallibility: who would question my delicate fingers in their state
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
The War
"I'm scared of Jesus," she said. Sun-shaped face, star-lit eyes. I want to hold her, tell her it's alright. "No, you're not!" Her mama insisted.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Runner-Up in Holiday Hijinks Challenge
Thanksgiving, 2018Runner-Up in Holiday Hijinks Challenge
It begins at the dining room table, around a board game or—most likely—Phase 10. After the turkey is put away. After the bittersweet cranberries are covered with plastic wrap. After the dogs lie fat and sedated on the couch. After crisp TV sounds trickle in from the living room. After Catholic prayers and the wordless gratitude that emerges quickly between bites of food. After cherry pie and cool whip, the illusion of normalcy, that fragile semblance of solidity, begins to erode.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Daughter of Poseidon
"Look, it's following me again!" Something like delight and desperation clips the wings off of my words as I move down the length of the dim, earth-colored aquarium.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Families
Stairway
Mountain: God's stairway down to this beautiful earth, her canvas, her muse, our home.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Earth: Woman
In Morocco and Spain, I fathomed earth: woman, mountainous body.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Spiral Mountain
The spiral Journey begins. One step. You will fall and learn how to rise.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Rising Upward and Inward
To reach me, you will see monsters you thought you had slewn. Greet them.
By Prairie Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets

Prairie Johnson

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Stories (16/0)

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America's Human

Dear PeopleRunner-Up in Identity Challenge

Normal

The Dream

The War

Thanksgiving, 2018Runner-Up in Holiday Hijinks Challenge

Daughter of Poseidon

Stairway

Earth: Woman

Spiral Mountain

Rising Upward and Inward

Achievements (4)

¿Cómo se siente?First Place in Abecedarian Challenge